一路上,苏初晴 was very excited, after all, getting to see Prada's fashion show in person was such a rare opportunity.
If she told her rich white girlfriends, they would definitely be envious to death.
However, Gao Qiqin's mood was quite the opposite of Su Chuqing's.
At this moment, Gao Qiqin's heart was pounding, extremely apprehensive.
Could a small signature really get them in at Prada's?
Could one signature be as good as two Prada invitations?
Gao Qiqin really didn't believe it.
One must know that this Prada fashion show was the biggest in a year and one of the few held in Shanghai.
Therefore, this Prada fashion show attracted the attention of many wealthy ladies, creating a scenario where tickets were hard to come by.
Otherwise, Gao Qiqin and Su Chuqing wouldn't have spent a fortune and still not got invitations.
Arriving at the entrance of the fashion show, Gao Qiqin's steps became unusually slow, comparable to a snail.
"Qiqin, what's wrong with you?"
